Seth Trapes tore down the poster with emphasis, his hand crumpling the paper into a ball. Taking a look around, he dropped-kicked the paper down the hallway and harumphed. 

"That's that. The last one."

His best friend, Donny Mickeleson, ran after the little ball, dribbling it back and booting it past Seth and Liam Bradford. Donny's arms shot out and he started running in a circle.

"Goaaaaal! 

Seth and Liam glanced at each other and then tackled Donny, rolling down the empty hallway in a fit of grunts, yelps of pain, and wrestling phrases.

"Suck it. Ah!"

"Tatanka Chop that bitch."

"Can you smell what the Rock is cooking? Can you? That's right. Eat it."

It ended with Seth choking out Liam, while Donny attempted to put Seth in an ankle lock. They all breathed heavily for a few minutes, laughing. 


"Can you believe those punks decided to hold their club on the same day as one of our games?"

"No, I can't believe it, Donny. How dare they!"

"Shut it." 

Donny scrambled to his feet.

"Come on. Let's get out of here. It's kind of getting late anyways. I've got to get home."

Liam and Seth followed Donny out of the school. They had snuck in with the aim of sabotage, and their mission was now complete.